XXX Sue the Huns!

Clock out, drop out, and file your final complaint against the 9-to-5 — because Sue the Huns is slapping HR in the face with a stiletto and dancing on the printer tray till sunrise.
The all-female DJ powerhouse Huns n’ Roses (purveyors of house edits, Y2K bootlegs, and the occasional voicemail from your toxic ex) are joining forces with iconic mic-hogging, booty-shaking, work-dodging dance divas Sue Veneers for a one-night-only office party you won’t be emailing about on Monday.
This is a corporate mutiny disguised as a glitter-fuelled rave. Dress code? Power suits and power moves.

🖕Annual reviews
🪩Expense that sequinned mini
📎Ctrl+Alt+Delete your dignity
📠Fax your therapist

Expect:
• Unhinged remixes of ringtone classics
• Dance routines that would get you fired
• Microphone meltdowns and motivational insults
• HR violations in every direction

Bold, bratty, and burn-your-employee-handbook energy. Like if The Apprentice did ketamine. We’re rejecting hustle culture with heels on.